Employment relationship

7.

In the end, He Jianguo placed the stuffed wolf on the right hand side of Zhuo Yifan's office, but it was so ugly that anyone who looked at it would think it looked like a stupid dog that just lost a fight.

Zhuo Yifan was embarrassed to put it away, so he had to ask Lao Lin to call a few workers, nail a few iron hooks on the wall next to the wolf, and put a few guns on it, in an attempt to neutralize the suddenly stupid subtle atmosphere in the room .

In order to keep out of sight and out of mind, he even changed his habit of slumping on the couch in the past, turned his back to the door in a proper manner, and occupied the single sofa that entered the door.

However, this specimen is not useless, at least it reminds Zhuo Yifan, who wants to wander in the wild from time to time, that eager heart.As a "nanny", Lin Zhixiong became more sincere when he praised the wolf specimen.

The end of the year is coming soon, and it is already the second Spring Festival here.The big eye-catching signboard of "Zhuoshi Hanbang Iron and Steel Group" at the main entrance of the factory is tied with a "head rope" by a red ribbon, and with the rows of rust-red container warehouse shells on the open space outside, the whole factory is distinguished by how festive it is .

According to last year's plan, Lin Zhixiong is preparing to hold another Chinese-African Spring Festival Gala.After performing individual and group performances, it was time for free dancing and carnival time—the last time the factory was established for the first anniversary celebration, this idea proposed by Zhuo Yifan made several "international love" couples in the factory area, and this time of course it was the same.

Zhuo Yifan is the best person to join in the fun, the last time the couple got married was because of his drunken haggling, how could he be missing in this Spring Festival Gala.Probably because the matchmaker is addicted. He even plans to pay for a "True Love Award" this time. Those who dare to confess their love in public during the Spring Festival Gala will be rewarded. These new couples will be rewarded with one week of vacation plus two months. salary.

However, the above plans are only in the planning stage.In Africa, except that he has not reached the point of "clothes, hands, food, mouth", he is almost called the "Emperor of the Earth", and there is no time when he needs to take the initiative to pay out; besides, there is nothing valuable here, and the only thing he has to do is to go out. For those who paid, it was time to go to the fruit stand in Sangkuga Town to find something to do—and it was all paid by He Jianguo.So this incumbent named factory director and boss is actually just a poor "sex worker", and his plan was stranded because of funding problems.

On New Year’s Eve, the party started at three o’clock in the afternoon in Sangkuga Town—that is, when the broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala began. African compatriots expressed considerable curiosity about the dazzling pictures broadcast on the giant satellite TV in the factory. Soon the New Year's bell rang on the TV, and the party here officially kicked off.

Nessa is a local single mother in the town of Sangkuga. She has a strong and stocky body and an optimistic and lively personality that matches her weight. Today, at the factory party, she performed a national-style lam dance with women from the same production line[ Note 1], clapping and yelling to the rhythm while dancing, the huge body in the color-striped dress spun like a huge spinning top.

Zhuo Yifan has watched this scene several times, and he is still amazed by the flexibility of this middle-aged woman. He chews the leaves of the carter tree[Note 2], and cheers for the female employees from time to time—even though his applause is loud It was almost covered by local employees.

He Jianguo went to the ice bucket and brought three cans of beer, distributed them to Zhuo Yifan and Lin Zhixiong, then sat down and pulled the tabs, and drank with his neck back.

Zhuo Yifan recalled the dark history of Lin Zhixiong and Lin Zhixiong being laughed at by the staff last time, while the other was left hanging on the stairs to catch the cold. He patted Lin Zhixiong, raised his beer, and pointed at He Jianguo with his chin.

Lin Zhixiong understood, smiled meaningfully, then got up and went back to the house to take a bottle of Moutai that he treasured, poured out half of the wine in it and poured it into a clean plastic bottle, then got a bottle of vodka and poured it into a Moutai bottle, When I came back, I took the Moutai with ingredients and the plastic bottle mixed with half a bottle of water, and said to He Jianguo, "Old He, let's do one! You drink this, and I drink the fruit wine I brewed myself." He said and handed the Moutai to him.

He Jianguo waved his hand: "It's not going to work, Moutai is expensive, you drink it as you like." He said that he was going to take the plastic bottle in Lin Zhixiong's hand.

Lin Zhixiong said hastily: "I'm more used to drinking wine made by myself. This bottle of Moutai was drawn in a lottery in the factory last time. I don't like to drink it."

Only then was He Jianguo persuaded, took the Moutai that Lin Zhixiong had opened for him, took a sip, and frowned: "Why doesn't it taste right?"

Lin Zhixiong hurriedly said: "Maybe the climate here is different, the taste will change, come and drink! I'll do it first!" He took a plastic bottle and poured a big gulp into his mouth.

Zhuo Yifan also opened the pull tab and bumped He Jianguo's liquor bottle: "Old He, drink, drink! I did it too!"

He Jianguo couldn't get off the tiger, he frowned and drank half a bottle, the more he drank it, the more he felt that the taste of the wine was not right, but Zhuo Yifan seemed to have discussed it with Lin Zhixiong, he toasted him repeatedly, so after one bottle was drained, he who hadn't drunk alcohol for half a year Finally passed out.

Zhuo Yifan and Lin Zhixiong clapped their hands happily through the noise of the party: "Finally revenge!"

Unexpectedly, He Jianguo was particularly difficult to deal with when he was drunk. It was probably a habit carved into his bones. Even if he had fallen into a state of unconsciousness, he still maintained a state of defense against those who approached him.It's just that he didn't get drunk because he was rowdy and drunk, and he didn't vomit in the dark.

Lin Zhixiong was deceived by his appearance, and took out a pen from his pocket to draw a turtle on the opponent's face, but He Jianguo grabbed his arm with one hand and almost broke it.

Zhuo Yifan hurried forward to make a rescue, and at the moment when he was almost kicked over by the opponent, he vaguely heard him muttering, as if he was experiencing a nightmare: "No...no...don't go there...there are rebels over there...no ……No!"

8.

Zhuo Yifan didn't know what was in He Jianguo's nightmare that day, but he found that the other party was silent a lot in the next few days, and it seemed that they had returned to the situation when they met at the beginning: the kindness and gentleness that he saw in the other party after getting along for more than a year It seemed to be an expired wrapping paper, all blown away by the wind since the nightmare that day.

He wanted to care, and asked the other party: "What happened to you that day? After you were drunk, you talked nonsense and had nightmares?"

It's a pity that the tone doesn't sound like caring.

He Jianguo was not in the mood to cooperate with this young master in any question-and-answer show at the moment, so he just said perfunctorily: "Oh, yes, it's just a nightmare, forget it when you're done."

Zhuo Yifan wanted to ask again, but the other party had already turned around, pressed the security team's new black uniform hat, and said, "Brother Fan, I'm going to check on the situation in the factory."

The other party's reason was so legitimate, Zhuo Yifan opened his mouth and said "oh", as if swallowing a boiled egg whole.When the other party opened the colored striped plastic curtain at the door, he said in a somewhat depressed manner: "I am looking for trouble for myself. I asked him to be a security supervisor before. This is a good job. I don't even have a chance to gossip."

Zhuo Yifan didn't know that it was a nightmare that had plagued He Jianguo for many years.

When the Congo (Kinshasa) was maintaining peace, He Jianguo saw his teammate—his best brother—retreat to another building to cover everyone’s retreat, and then was hit by the rebels who came around from the other side of the building one is right.

He will always remember the scene when he heard the explosion not far away and then turned his head to see: the tongues of fire and the thick smoke soaring into the sky are like ghosts from hell in mythology, suddenly stretching out their countless ghosts to the world. hands.And his brother was buried in their hands together with countless innocent civilians, without a whole body.

The author has something to say:

I made up the Ram dance. I saw someone on the Sina blog saying that the local dance in Yemen is the Maullam dance, but there is no such name in the search for the Maullam dance, so I made one up.Then I also saw the leaves of Carter on Sina blog, saying that it is the leaves of a tree called Carter that Yemeni locals like to chew and play. It seems to be a kind of snack similar to betel nut.